The Way I Loved You-WTLGD2

Counting to Three

-Back home 5:15-

*Kevin and Dani walk in the front door*

(Mom) Well?

(Kevin) nothing…Jake hasn’t seen or heard from her since before the fundraiser thing and as far as places to search he didn’t list off anything that we haven’t already thought of…

*Mom sighs folding her arms in front of her on the counter before burying her face into them*

(Kevin) He did make a pretty valid point though…

(Mom) *perks up* which is?

(Kevin) He said if we needed to find Bailey we should just ask Nick, that he usually knows what she is up to before she does…he's not wrong

*Mom sits there pondering for a moment before hopping up from her seat at the counter and quickly making her way up the stairs*

-Nick’s POV-

I have come to the conclusion that my bed is no longer comfortable; I could not sleep last night if my life depended on it, and it wasn’t just because of the lack of a twin weighing down a shoulder…although admittedly that weight does seem to act as a comfort thing for me…without it, sleeping feels wrong…like sleeping on your stomach your whole life and suddenly deciding to be a back sleeper. Beyond the lack of twin weight though…my mattress is just not as comfortable, clearly we have gravitated to B’s room way more than mine…her mattress is all worked in and mine sucks…we should have taken this fact into consideration when making our sleeping arrangements and alternated so they would both be equally as comfortable because this hardly seems fair. Although…B didn’t come home last night and her comfortable mattress is just sitting in there…I could switch them…too soon? Perhaps.

*Nick’s door flies open revealing a very upset looking Mom*

(Mom) Where is she?

(Nick) *startled* I told you, I don’t know

(Mom) *sits down on the bed next to Nick* Sweetie, I realize you are upset with her, so are Daddy and I, but it pales in comparison to the sickening worry I have felt all night long not knowing where she is or if she is alright.

(Nick) she’s alright

(Mom) you don’t KNOW that Nicholas…

(Nick) yes I do…

(Mom) well, I wish I was as confident as you were because I have yet to sleep, the whole family including Kevin and Dani have been up all night looking for her…

(Nick) She is fine

(Mom) *angry* No she is NOT…any child that doesn’t come home at night because they are either too scared or they feel UNWANTED is NOT fine! You want to stay mad at your sister, fine, stay mad at her but I am sick of the games Nicholas, if you have ANY idea where she might be you better tell me right now.

(Nick) I don’t know!

(Mom) Nicholas Jerry Jonas, I’m going to give you until the count of three to tell me or you and I are going for a little drive and you don’t want that!

-Nick’s Inner Monologue-

Raising my eyebrows I dared her to start counting. This was a common tactic of Mom’s…not really in practice much now that we are older but whenever she wanted information out of someone she would break out the old countdown. It’s no wonder so many kids are unable to make educated decisions, we grow up being forced to spit out answers in 3 second intervals…it can’t be healthy.

(Mom) One . . .

(Nick) *frustrated* MOM! She didn’t exactly tell me where she was goin before she stomped out!

(Mom) THINK Nicholas! Two….

*Nick sighs burying his head in his hands thinking hard of where Bailey might be before he looks up locking eyes with mom*

(Nick) Have you checked the old house?

(Mom) *eyes widen* …the treehouse

*Nick raises his brows to confirm*

(Mom) *hops up from the bed* Oh dear God, please let her be there.

*Mom walks down the stairs, grabbing a jacket for B and herself and keys before Dad stops her*

(Dad) Where are you going?

(Mom) I think I know exactly where she is…I’m going to go get our girl and bring her home. *walks out*

Chapter End Notes:
I dont know about you...but I wouldn't want MamaJ counting at me...she seems so level headed...if she gets to a point where she is heated...I wouldn't want to be in the line of fire